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Sorry for the long wait, guys! But I just haven't been into it lately. You know what I mean? And I apologize if this chapter isn't that great, because I just spent a half hour on it, and then the program closed, so now I have to do it all over again. God, I hate my computer sometimes. And now is one of those time. And this story is probably going to be posted later than the others, because I am so tired right now and I need to sleep. So I'm gonna go to bed right after this, or in a few. I don't know. I haven't decided yet.
Oh, and in response to a review I received about how Bianca should be able to shimmer, well, I wasn't thinking when I did that. I promise you that from now on, she'll be able to shimmer.
Anyway, on with the story!
Coping With Two Homes:
Chapter 11: Bugging Brothers
"What's wrong, Tommy?" Stacey said, pulling a seat out for him to sit in.
"Tony," Tommy said, glancing over at his older brother, who was sitting a few tables away.
"What's up?" Brian asked, looking concerned.
"Nothing. Except that Tony blames me for Eric's death." At the looks he got from his two friends, he nodded and continued. "Yup. He says that if I wasn't a traitor, meaning if I was a warlock instead of a witch, that he wouldn't of had to save me from Eric. So, naturally, it's all my fault."
"Well, at least you know he loves you, right?" Brian said, trying to lighten Tommy's mood.
"I don't think he does. I think he truly hates me," Tommy said as Tony walked over.
Tony smirked down at Tommy. "Did you forget about one of my powers? Being able to hear very well?"
Tommy sighed and started banging his head on the table.
Tony smiled slightly. "Tommy, I don't hate you. And Newbie's right. I do love you. Because you're my little brother. And nothing can change that. Got it?
Tommy looked up at Tony and smiled slightly. "Got it."
Tony then started chuckling. "Your forehead is so damn red right now!" he laughed, walking back over to his table.
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Chris1 sat down in homeroom as his teacher walked over to him.
"Christopher, your father is taking you out of school today. He's in the office waiting for you," she said, smiling sweetly.
"What about Wyatt?" Chris asked, getting back up.
"Just you. Your brother has a few tests today. I should know. I'm one of his teachers," the teacher said, walking back over to her desk.
Chris sighed and walked out of the classroom. 'Dad can wait a minute,' he thought, throwing his backpack down on the floor and sliding down the wall.
"Damn it, what does Dad want now? He's already ruined my life for the next two months," Chris said, resting his head on his knees.
"That was your own fault," Wyatt said, walking down the hall. "You better hurry up or Dad's gonna get pissed at you."
"He can wait," Chris said, starting to bang his head on his knees.
Wyatt kneeled next to him. "Chris, stop. You'll make yourself stupider than you already are."
Chris looked up at his older brother. "Gee, thanks for the support, Wy."
Wyatt smiled and pulled Chris to his feet. "C'mon. I'll walk you to the office."
"What are you doing out of class, anyway?" Chris asked, walking down the hallway with Wyatt, who was also carrying Chris's bag for him.
"Just doin some stuff for the teach," Wyatt said as they entered the office.
"What kind of stuff?" Chris asked, killing time, not looking at Leo, who was standing close by.
Wyatt shrugged. "I don't know. Teach stuff," he said, handing a packet to an office assistant.
"Is that the only reason you're here?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows.
"You know, Dad's growing very impatient. And I'm sure he's taking you out of school for a reason," Wyatt said, raising his eyebrows.
"Actually, I'm fine," Leo said, smiling a bit.
"You're just trying to change the subject," Chris said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at Wyatt.
"Wyatt Halliwell, please step into my office," the principal said from the hallway that led to the principal and vice principal's offices.
Wyatt sighed. "Fine. I'm here for another reason."
"And why are you going into see the principal?" Leo asked, raising his eyebrows.
Wyatt smiled sheepishly at him. "Teach stuff?"
"Right . . . We'll talk about this later at home," Leo said, pushing Chris gently out the doors.
"Why'd you take me out of school?" Chris asked, looking up at Leo.
"What, you don't enjoy the free day?" Leo asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Now, I didn't say that," Chris said, swinging his backpack over his shoulder.
Leo chuckled. "That's what I thought." He looked forward, then back at Chris. "Don't ask questions."
"But I'm curious!" Chris whined.
"Let's just say that we need to talk, and I'm letting you take the rest of the day off to make up for it," Leo said, orbing home with Chris.
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"So, I'm guessing that your brother and his friends are still set on killing me?" Brian asked as Tommy, Stacey, and him walked home from school.
"Oh yeah. That won't change," Tommy said, smiling slightly.
"It's really not all that funny, Tommy," Brian said, looking at Tommy like he was crazy.
Stacey glared at Brian. "When were you planning on telling me that I'm a witch and that your father is my white lighter?"
"Uh . . . I gotta go," Brian said before quickly orbing out.
"I am so pissed at that boy," Stacey said, sighing in frustration. "Oh, Chris!"
Chris2 immediately orbed over, looking alert. "What's wrong?"
"When were you planning on telling me that I'm a witch and that you're my white lighter?" Stacey asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Uh . . . .I gotta go," Chris said before quickly orbing out.
Tommy chuckled. "Like father like son."
"Yeah. Lucky me," Stacey said dryly.
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Brian orbed into his room only to find Tony there waiting for him.
"You know, no one suspected that my brother was a traitor until he started hanging out with you. So, basically, I can blame you for my brother being a witch, and for my best friend being dead," Tony said, walking over to Brian slowly.
"Are you saying that I turned Tommy from good to evil?" Brian asked, raising his eyebrows.
"That's exactly what I'm saying," Tony said, forming a fireball in his hand.
"Then I'll take the credit for that. Because I consider that a good thing," Brian said, glaring at Tony.
"Too bad. But, I'll get a promotion by killing you, so, in a way, we both win," Tony said, throwing the fireball at Brian.
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Hey, guys! I decided to stay up! So I finished this chapter and as soon as I'm done typing this, I'm done! But I am so tired! It's 3:30AM, and I am beat! Well, I'm gonna head to bed now! Review, please! Ciao!
Hannah